Friday, February 27, 2004

I got some complaints about not updating. I won't say from who, but it was my mom. So let's fix that before she cuts me off...

Today I got my boss to laugh so hard she began to cry. In addition, she thinks she may have peed a little. How did I do this? Well let me tell you.

Now I am often fond of saying I will round house someone in the throat. I just think its funnier and more orginal than jokingly telling someone to shut up. Sometimes I even say it randomly and today we got into talking about it. There came a point when I visually demonstrated what I THOUGHT a round house was. I brought my arm up and circled it wide before punching. Meg and several others began to laugh histerically as I stood there perplexed. I didn't realize my puching skills were so funny. But no, they were laughing AT me.
Appearently a round house involves a kick. And it is very complex and difficult to be able to get someone in the throat since you are high kicking and turning at the same time. It's like a Mortal Combat move.

Now I know I learned a valuable lesson today but I still think my punch could be considered a round house. Plus it's easier to accomplish and more functional in society.

Ponder that my friends....ponder that.

Tuesday, February 24, 2004

Quote o' the day goes to a tallcott resident named Matt who has a fond place in my heart...here is another reason why he rocks:

"Did you guys realize there were no donuts all day on campus?!"

Now this is a man who knows his priorities.

Sunday, February 22, 2004

I've been sneezing a lot. And since all my sneezes are crazy big it reminds me of my dear friend Liz's comment to me about the sound and power behind them. She said, "it sounds like your brain is trying to escape."

Perhaps it is. But I've always been good to it, so I dont see why it would want to leave me. But whatever, I'll be fine on my own. Though I'll probably not be able to function in society anymore, but I hear being a vegetable isn't so bad.

However, in the practical world, the sneezes are from one of two things.

1. My room is kinda dusty. And I dunno how to fix that beyond wiping it away with my hand or blowing it off my desk because I don't have the supplies to do anything else. Plus I'm lazy.

2. I gots me a cold. As if the cold that has been lingering around in my body for the past month isn't bad enough, now it invited its friend over to hang out, eat all my hot fries, and drink my Arizona Green Tea, and watch my DVDs while laying in their underwear on the couch.

So it appears I am doomed either way.
(sigh)